YOURS SINCERELY

COWBOYS WEAR GLASSES:

We are about to come back to the states, Davy is being transferred.

I am writing to send you a quotation from a letter from a friend in England. We have sent occasional copies of the magazine to this family for years, and since the letter decided they deserved a subscription, which we ordered for Christmas. The quotation: "I have Arizona Highways you sent ages ago and it's only because we lend them to so many people that I haven't framed some of the pictures! The eleven-year-old son of a friend was utterly upset because he had to wear glasses for a time and was feeling really humiliated because 'no cowboy ever wore specs'-I had a brain wave and found an old number of Arizona Highways that had an article and pictures of real cowboys-and there was one man with spectacles! Pip was ridiculously pleased! He had got to the stage where he was going off his food even."

Corky Jones San Juan, Puerto Rico

SKY HARBOR:

For quite some time my household have been looking forward to each monthly issue of Arizona Highways, all arising from our initial introduction to the publication by my esteemed friend Rudy Zepeda, vice-president of the Valley National Bank.

In February of this year, when in Mexico City on a business trip with The Canadian Chamber of Commerce and accompanied by Mrs. Turner, I decided that we should take a short-cut back to Montreal by way of San Antonio, El Paso, Phoenix and San Francisco, and our arrival at Phoenix and departure two days later provided the foundation for a real and deep appreciation of Sky Harbor, which appeared in your October issue. I have been at each and every one of the principal airports in Europe and the North American Continent and I am not exaggerating when I say that in my opinion Sky Harbor takes second place to none. I only hope that I may be privileged to re-visit it in the not too distant future....

John H. Turner Montreal, Canada

BACK COVER

"ABOVE BOX CANYON" W. G. (BILL) BASS. Looking east from the Round Mountain road about six miles north of Wickenburg, one sees the jutting walls of Box Canyon. Time: late April. Flowers: Yellow Encelia and Lupine.

COLOR CLASSICS:

Congratulations to ARIZONA HIGHWAYS for making the pictorial content of this outstanding publication available to the public through 2x2 colored slides-COLOR CLASSICS.

The schools of Arizona will find this to be a highly valuable source of material covering such areas as nature study, conservation, arts and crafts, Indian culture, art, history, geography, archaeology, etc.

Del Shelley Audio Visual Aids Dept. Phoenix Elementary Schools Phoenix, Ariz.

Very promptly came the 35 2x2 color slides which were air-mailed to me by your staff in September last. I am delighted with them. On Nov. 5 I showed them along with some slides of Canada to a city audience of 2000 in Dundee, Scotland. Repeatedly the audience applauded your views. I shall soon order more.

Donald Grant London, England

DOWN UNDER:

I have felt for some time that I should write my appreciation of the interest and beauty of your magazine.

Whilst our curriculum does not call for a detailed study of Arizona, nevertheless my pupils delight in ARIZONA HIGHWAYS. The colour and the excellence of the photography attracts them, and, consequently, Arizona is today much more than a mere name on the map to them.

I have shown ARIZONA HIGHWAYS to printers and publishers here and they have all marvelled at its excellence.

L. E. Krebs State School Enoggera, N. W. 2 Brisbane, Queensland, Australia

OPPOSITE PAGE

"SPRING CARPET" BY JOSEF MUENCH. After winter rains the desert comes to life and the lavender of Sand Verbena casts its pattern over the sands, delicate in shade and profuse in its blossoming. Place: desert near Yuma.

RECESSIONAL

The hills are tilted monuments against the skiesBelow their shadow-stillness the faltering day Edges into the tight blackness of night-and lies Unpitied and forgotten. Only the winds pray In kindred loneliness. And I, born to their chant, Echo the soundless cry of the day's brief covenant.

SQUARE DANCE

"Swing yo' partner and do-si-do!" The caller calls, and around they go. They weave about to the caller's pattern; "Take his arm, now make that turn." Texas Star, or Old Joe Clark It's, "Promenade yo' gal around th' park." The girls whirl around in their long print skirts, The blondes, brunettes, and the redheaded flirts. The men sashay in their blue levis, With bright colored shirts and roving eyes. The pattern's made; man bows to the girl And looks around for another to whirl.

CASA GRANDE

This I saw and heard at midnight When the desert floor was floating In the waves of sifted moonbeams, By the walls of Casa Grande.

There within the great mud compound Ghostly figures, two in number, Feather-decked and faintly gleaming, Whispered in the lonely shadows.

"Here we built in days of glory, Free and strong, a house of worship; Drew it from the level flood plain, Prayed the gods for their protection.

"Great House, sleep in the white silence; From the soil you came to being, And the earth again shall claim you As she claims all man's endeavors."

Thus with ghostly valediction Drifted they into the ether, And I fled those hollow portals; Casa Grande still lay dreaming.

THE NIGHT BLOOMING CEREUS

The desert raises gorgeous lilies too, Protected from the noon-day's blinding glare, And what care they if never eye shall see Save His, their Maker's, who designed them there!

One night of triumph, in their royal sway, Then like the stars that dim before the morn, Their waxen beauty fades, perchance to bloom In some yon sphere where newer stars are born!

TO LIVE BY

When covered-wagon caravans Creaked westward, and the day Seemed too long beneath copper skies, How often did my lady (with eyes Ever eager to sight an oasis By the way) descend to the ground And pick a flower she found Growing wild. Realizing God is Everywhere men may tread, The little flower became a symbol Of His goodness, something for her To live by, besides bread.